Self-deception Helps Us Deceive.

It Is Hard To Work For Years With Pure Motives, And All The Time Be Looked Upon By Most Of Those To Whom Our Lives Are Devoted As Having Some Sinister Object In View.

I'd Rather Be In The Heart Of Africa In The Will Of God, Than On The Throne Of England, Out Of The Will Of God.

It Is Emphatically No Sacrifice. Say Rather It Is A Privilege. Anxiety, Sickness, Suffering, Or Danger, Now And Then, With A Foregoing Of The Common Conveniences And Charities Of This Life, May Make Us Pause, And Cause The Spirit To Waver, And The Soul To Sink; But Let This Only Be For A Moment. All These Are Nothing When Compared With The Glory Which Shall Be Revealed In And For Us. I Never Made A Sacrifice.

I Am A Missionary, Heart And Soul.

I Saw The Duty And Inestimable Privilege _immediately_ To Accept Salvation By Christ. Humbly Believing That Through Sovereign Mercy And Grace I Have Been Enabled So To Do, And Having Felt In Some Measure Its Effects On My Still Depraved And Deceitful Heart, It Is My Desire To Show My Attachment To The Cause Of Him Who Died For Me By Devoting My Life To His Service.